The Flintstones
- PG
- Year:
- 1994
- 91 min
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FADE IN:
1 EXT. SLATE QUARRY -DAY 1
FRED FLINTSTONE, archetypical Everyman, sits atop his
faithful heavy-equipment dinosaur, cranking the winch
that makes the mighty beast rip and tear into the quarry
wall.
2 THE QUARRY FOREMAN 2
looks down at his wristwatch. Well... actually, it's a
wrist sundial. And it's magic time... quittin' time...
Millerock time!
Now the foreman turns from his watch to a steam whistle
bird, and yanks its tail. The BIRD SQUAWKS the end of
the workday -3
ANOTHER ANGLE 3
FRED:
Fred happily discards his hard hat, leaps out of the
canvas-roofed cab on the dino's back, slides down the
tail and bounces right into the seat of his stone and
timber car! He gets up to a running start with the only
motor (his feet), slows to allow a "time clock" dinosaur
to punch his stone timecard, and then he's trotting back
up to speed and out of the gate! MUSIC comes UP and
OVER -MUSIC
(V.O.)
'Flintstones,
Meet the Flintstones,
They're a modern
Stone age fam-i-ly --'
--And so forth, as for the first time in "his-tor-y" we
see the Flintstones' OPENING CREDITS live!
4 TIGHT ON A MAILBOX 4
reading "FLINTSTONE." We WIDEN as Fred SKIDS to a halt
in the driveway of his three-bedroom ranch cave. A
moment later, WILMA and PEBBLES run out --both looking
just like they should --and get into the car. A beat
behind them are the Flintstone pets, Dino and the
saber-toothed cat.
Fred pauses, looks around... HONKS his HORN... BARNEY,
BETTY and BAM-BAM come out of the neighboring house, hop
in!
(CONTINUED)
2.
4 CONTINUED:
4Fred's feet slap on the street as the car starts
up -
MUSIC (V.O.)
'From the
Town of Bedrock
They're a page right
Out of his-tor-y --'
5 DRIVE-IN MOVIE THEATRE -DUSK 5
Fred and company pull in. He takes a giant sea shell
"speaker" off of its wooden stand and hooks it to his
car door. He leans over, puts his arm around Wilma.
(In the back seat, Dino pops his head up, tearing through
the canvas top.) Dino picks up Pebbles and Bam-Bam and
puts them on his head for a better view. CAMERA ZOOMS IN
ON the drive-in screen and the words that America has
waited twenty-five years to see in 70mm Dolby(TM) drop-
your-popcorn reality:
THE FLINTSTONES:
And as the MAIN CREDITS ROLL, we -
DISSOLVE TO:
6 AN EERIE CARBONIFEROUS FOREST -DAWN 6
Dew drips from strange multi-leafed plants. Giant
DRAGONFLIES BUZZ AND HUM to and fro. Bubbles rise from
a still pond, and weird lungfish move onto the land.
(The third one out carries a little suitcase.)
CAMERA PANS PAST the lungfish TO a muddy shore. With a
DRAMATIC MUSICAL STING, we DISCOVER a set of strange,
hideous clawprints. The CAMERA FOLLOWS these, then
WIDENS to reveal the make of these footprints: A seven-
foot tall and fearful beast we will call the Xenosaurus.
It looks around menacingly. (Oddly, it's carrying a
canvas sack, but we don't stress this.)
Suddenly a garbage truck appears out of nowhere and runs
over the Xenosaurus.
7 NEW ANGLE 7
Dazed, the Xenosaurus gets up. As it does, we realize
that we aren't deep in some primeval forest, but on the
shoulder of a gravel highway. A stone road sign reads
BEDROCK 1/2 MILE. ROCK VEGAS, BABYLON & EDEN NEXT THREE
EXITS. Now, the CAMERA CRANES UP ABOVE the sign and
we see --Bedrock!
(CONTINUED)
3.
7 CONTINUED:
7Nestled incongruously in a savage landscape, the charming
protosuburbia gleams in the dawn's early Spielberg light.
The Xenosaurus grabs its sack and some silverware spills
out. Then it runs off into the bushes and out of sight.
It reaches the crest of a hill where there's a "WELCOME
TO BEDROCK" billboard which bears greetings from the
Rotary Club, the Chamber of Commerce, and (of course)
The Loyal Order of Water Buffaloes. The garbage truck
guys drop their feet down through the floorboard and
trot over the rise, coast down to the street below.
The driver yanks a wooden brake and the truck stops, and
the rear guys hop off. One of them waves to -
9 A MILKMAN 9
who returns the wave, then takes a four-pack of stone
bottles out of his milk truck, heads towards a doorway.
As the milkman drops off the milk, he passes a big
TORTOISE with trash cans on its back. The Tortoise
nods familiarly to the milkman, then it waddles down the
curb, CAMERA FOLLOWING. The garbage men take the cans
off the Tortoise's back, dump them into the truck.
10 REAR OF TRUCK 10
--revealing that the back of the truck is actually a
giant-jawed CREATURE strapped onto the chassis. The
garbage men dump the cans into its maw... it happily
swallows the works, licks its lips, BELCHES.
11 BACK TO SCENE 11
The garbagemen slam the cans back on the Tortoise, who
winces as they drive off.
TORTOISE:
(under his breath)
You can forget about a tip for
Christmas...
It waddles back up the lawn... passing by a wooden "lawn
timer" box which now pops open.
Inside the box is a "ROOSTERSAURUS" which CROWS and flaps
its wings. The motion of the wings knocks loose two
round stones which roll down two long troughs a la Rube
Goldberg...
4.
12 FOLLOWING THE ROUND STONES 12
They reach the ends of their respective paths, dislodging
a stick... that releases a coiled rope which in turn
spins a turntable which holds a little wooly mammoth. As
it begins to spin around, it squirts water out of its
snout.
Elsewhere on the lawn, other spinning MAMMOTHS repeat
this performance. After a moment, they gradually slow
their revolutions. The one closest to the house
scrunches its trunk with a GROAN.
LITTLE MAMMOTH:
(sotto)
Oh, my aching sinuses...
13 INT. FLINTSTONES' BEDROOM -DAY 13
WIDEN FROM the windowsill, where a little sea shell
hearing aid trumpet AMPLIFIES another ROOSTERSAURUS
"COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO" into the ear of a "CLOCK RADIO
WOODPECKER." The Woodpecker yawns, gets out of bed,
puts a timecard in a little clock. Then it turns
and begins pecking on a BELL, which RINGS PIERCINGLY.
Two shapes are visible under the bedclothes: One is a
great SNORING bulge, the other is a svelte and lithe
shape. As the BELL continues RINGING, the larger bulge
GRUNTS, MOANS, pulls a pillow over its head, and then
finally gropes under the bed for a slipper. The slipper
15 THE WOODPECKER 15
ducks just in time. It wipes its forehead nervously.
RADIO WOODPECKER
(sotto)
I hate this job... There's not
even a health plan...
He staggers back up to his perch, and then notices for
the first time that the dial on the side is pointed not
to "ALARM" but to "ALARM & RADIO." The WOODPECKER SIGHS,
looks over at the bed where SNORING is still emanating.
Then the bird swings a little telescope around to point
out the window.
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